I loved someone and they hurt me They hurt me like I designed them… You don’t know hell Until you’ve created your own
Remembering that fateful day I wish I hadn’t run away I saw the fire in your eyes And it froze me as if a spire I thought I’d have a cooler head
Hannah Banana With the flower bandana Look at your garden grow With tender leaves And shoots of peas
We might be just a bit fucked up And, God, I hope that’s true ‘Cause that means life is nothing… The deepest passion’s hue
Nom noms and tom toms Are really what make me move There’s a gravy train straight to… When you skip your needle to that…
I had to shut everyone out To find my Self So I could let everyone in
Maybe you could teach me how To tighten up my shit And maybe I could show you how To loosen up a bit Maybe we could be the spark
You ever seen A sky so blue Picture heaven In perfect hues Makes you think
The waves, curls, cowlicks; Your idiosyncrasies Make me love you more.
Really want to ask you out ‘Cause I feel a special bout Of the things we dream about Discipline and love devout
The Earth is my Mother The Heavens my Dad I love my Father But I’m a Momma’s boy at heart
Sometimes I will stare You’re just more interesting Than others in sight
I cast the blame on you and her That just might be a bit obscured To tell the tale with honest voice I have to acknowledge my choice
It won’t be pretty the tears the snot the mess Lifetimes
Martins are a special breed Set apart from rest, indeed Took me in when was in need Of a home and love extreme
